Yan Luo almost lost his composure.
Even as calm as he is, when he heard Julia say the word 'concubine', his mind went blank for a moment.
Noticing the fiery gaze from beside him, Yan Luo cleared his throat: "There's no need for a concubine, that trend is out of date now in Midgard. As for granting you the blood, I think that's something that can be done."
"Really?!" Julia screamed, her voice cracking.
"However, I have a condition."
Upon hearing this, Julia wasn't surprised.
After all, this is the Saint's blood, something every Elf dreams of having. To think one could obtain the Saint's Blood without any cost would be truly delusional.
"Go ahead," Julia said respectfully.
